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A man walks through the rubble of this cold and mindless
Land with a chip on his shoulder and a pistol in his hand
No emotions he has immortal thoughts
No friends or peers for a thousand years
In a place where he's been dropped

Just a threat and a waste of a deaf, blind soul
His tricks and cons are carried on while the ignorant enroll
You won't be the first, you'll be the very last to know
When you're face to face with a man called Death
And life's the pending toll

So if you want to turn out like this bold and fearless man
Then keep living your life in a reckless abandon
Thrown the dice, this gamble you have lost
Realize what you must sacrifice to pay the growing costs

Caught in a cage you slowly fill with rage
In a world where hate's like a never ending plague
You won't be the first, you'll be the very last to know




When you're face to face with a man called Death
And life's the pending toll

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Unwritten Law's song "Blurred" depict a man who exists in a desolate and emotionless world. This man is filled with anger and carries a gun as he navigates through the ruins of this bleak landscape. He is isolated, having no connections or relationships for centuries in a place where he has been abandoned. He is described as a threat and a waste, devoid of feelings or empathy.


The song suggests that this man's existence is characterized by deception and manipulation. He continues his tricks and cons while those around him remain ignorant and fall victim to his schemes. However, the lyrics also imply that his actions will ultimately catch up with him. The song warns that he will be the last to know when he faces Death, and the toll of his life will become apparent.


Through the description of this man's life, the song conveys a sense of caution and reflection. It urges listeners not to follow the same path of recklessness and disregard for others. The lyrics suggest that living a life filled with anger, deception, and isolation will ultimately lead to a heavy price to pay.


Line by Line Meaning

A man walks through the rubble of this cold and mindless
In a desolate and emotionless world, a man navigates through the destruction and debris


Land with a chip on his shoulder and a pistol in his hand
He carries resentment and a weapon, symbolizing his hostile attitude


No emotions he has immortal thoughts
He lacks feelings but possesses enduring and profound ideas


No friends or peers for a thousand years
For an extended period, he has been without companions or equals


In a place where he's been dropped
He finds himself in an unfamiliar and unwelcome environment


Just a threat and a waste of a deaf, blind soul
He is perceived as dangerous and wasted as he remains oblivious and unseeing


His tricks and cons are carried on while the ignorant enroll
He continues his deceitful actions while unsuspecting people fall victim


You won't be the first, you'll be the very last to know
You will only discover the truth when it is too late, and others have already experienced it


When you're face to face with a man called Death
At the point of confronting mortality


And life's the pending toll
Where life hangs in the balance, waiting to be claimed


So if you want to turn out like this bold and fearless man
If you aspire to become as brave and fearless as him


Then keep living your life in a reckless abandon
Continue living with disregard for consequences and in a state of constant risk


Thrown the dice, this gamble you have lost
Having taken chances, you find yourself on the losing end of a bet


Realize what you must sacrifice to pay the growing costs
Understand the sacrifices required to bear the increasingly burdensome consequences


Caught in a cage you slowly fill with rage
Trapped in a prison of anger that gradually consumes you


In a world where hate's like a never-ending plague
In a world where hatred spreads relentlessly like an incurable disease


You won't be the first, you'll be the very last to know
You will be the final one to realize


When you're face to face with a man called Death
When you confront your mortality


And life's the pending toll
And life's fragile balance hangs in the balance




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